Run, Sing and Play

A few days ago I thought of writing something to dedicate it to all my readers, friends and acquaintances and I did and forgot to press the publish button and it was all gone! Since then, I’ve been trying to gather the “right” words to write it again but I can’t seem to get them the way they were but I still have the urge to write it! So here we go:

To everyone who ever passed in my short and humble life time…

To all the true friends who stood by me and supported me…

To all those who criticized me…

To all those who smiled to me and maybe grinned at me behind my back!

To every person who I ever shook hands with…

To every girl or guy who talked to me about his/her fears…

To all those who crossed my path one any given day…

Thank you… Each and every one of you has added something to my life and to my experiences…Whether you caused me to smile or were a reason for a warm tear, whether you made me laugh or frustrated me and even if you never ever positively or negatively affected me… Each one of you is special in his/her own way… Each one of you left a footstep on the streets of my daily life…
Thank you for breathing and for being alive…

Run into the sun!

Win something you have never won!

Your life has just begun!

Run into me,

Come and set me free,

Let the past just be!

Run with a smile,

Learn me inside out for a while,

Take steps so agile!

Sing a song,

I'll try to sing along,

Don't hold it in too long!

Sing your pain away,

I know you have much to say,

Let's together savor the day!

Sing with pride,

Never again run and hide,

Look ahead your hope is wide!

Play a game,

Do it with no shame!

I will do the same!

Play in and out,

Never in your dreams doubt,

Show them what it's all about.

Play it'll be okay,

I will draw you a way,

Come on and play!

Starry Eyed

Oh, oh, starry eyed
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit me with lightning

Handle bars, and then I let go, let go for anyone
Take me in, and throw out my heart and get a new one

Next thing we're touching
You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning
Ahhh

Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And everybody goes
Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And my body goes
Whoa oh oh ah ah
Whoa oh oh ah ah
Whoa oh oh

So we burst into colours, colours and carousels,
Fall head first like paper planes in playground games

Next thing we're touching
You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning
Ahhhh

Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And everybody goes
Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And my body goes
Whoa oh oh ah ah
Whoa oh oh ah ah
Whoa oh oh

Next thing we're touching (x8)

Hit me with lightning

Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And everybody goes
Oh, everybody's starry-eyed
And my body goes (x2)

whoa oh oh ah ah (x3)

Crying The Song Of Despair

Cry me a song of the pathetically lost,
a song that moans in your dreams.
A song of tears that drench the sheets,
and breaks up sobbing screams.

Cry me a rhythm of broken riffs,
a strangling sound abide.
A haunting whisper through your soul
that groans in your heart's reside.

Weep me a tune of sad obstruction,
that time can mend no more.
A sound so startling weak and weary
that bruises the heart so sore.

Play me that melody of broken consumption,
that irks my love so vain.
Drench the nightshirt that I will dream in,
and plunge me into that pain.

The Ticking

The grandfather clock slowly ticks by,
I'm frozen, unable to move,
I'm sure you know why.

I won't ruin the surprise,
It's too good to just tell,
It mainly has to deal with lies,
And I'm certain you and I are going to Hell.

It began with a kiss,
That turned into a nasty fight,
But it was her that you would miss,
While you were with me that night.

You said the three words,
So I believed they were true,
Too bad they're just words,
Not to me, but to you.

I poured out my heart,
Finally letting you in,
Now I'm lost in the dark,
And the blood flow is about to begin.

I warned you,
That this wasn't a good time,
But listening is something you never do,
Still you stole everything that was mine.

Now that I'm soaked in blood,
Would fact make you stay?
Oh, I guess not,
So now it's my turn to fade away.

Hello

Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello I am the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello I'm still here
All that's left of yesterday

Rainy Days Ahead

Life’s gonna rain down you
When you think everything is perfect
It’ll hit you hard, you won’t even realize
How fast everything fell apart
You’ll come to a fall and feel numbed out
Fighting to pull out isn’t easy
But don’t worry, you’ll make it
There’s gonna be a time where you’ll have to fall
Allow your walls to crash down
Just to help make better times come
As everything rains over you,
You’ve lost yourself with in the droplets
And the rain just won’t stop
Just know it’ll pass
The sun is behind the clouds
It’s never really gone
And when it finally does make its appearance
Just remember,
It’ll disappear again someday
Rainy Days Ahead
And it’s apart of life

I Hate Twilight — 21

JANE’S POV

I was starting to get irritated with Alec’s knocking, and although Aro told us not to break anything, I kicked the door down.
Edward was standing in front of a girl, who I guessed was Phoebe. I stared at her, thinking of ways I could make the two of them suffer, when Edward snarled, “What do you want?”
“Aro wants to see the both of you right this moment,” I snapped, for I didn’t like the way he talked to me, besides I didn’t want to be here.
I was in no mind to be patient, so when he didn’t move, I narrowed my eyes, directing my power towards him. The pain lashed through his body, a small smile gracing my face as I saw him crumple to the floor.
“Stop!” Phoebe demanded and to my shock, my gift just stopped. What just happened?
The sound of an annoying voice me out of my thoughts. When my eyes focused properly, I noticed that the stupid human was looking into my eyes. I tried to direct my power at her, but instead of her feeling pain, it reflected onto myself, and I crumpled to the floor just like Edward did moments ago. I let out a pain-filled screech as Alec rushed to my aid.
“Don’t you ever use your gift on me, Edward, or any of the Cullens ever again,” the filthy human spat at me. Oh, how I wanted to kill her slow and painfully. I got off of the floor and pelted out the hotel room with Alec right beside me, also annoyed at what just happened.
We finally made it home, but before I could do anything else, I had to tell Aro the information I’d gathered. I entered the thrown room followed closely by Alec.
“Ah, I see you’re back, but where are Edward and Phoebe?” Aro asked, trying to keep calm. I knew that Aro wanted Edward as one of his guards, and that he wanted this Phoebe girl. I was too angry to say what had happened, so I held my hand out before him. After a few minutes, he let my hand drop, as a smile came to his face.
“Hmm... I want this girl as one of my guards; just think of all the power she would have once she is turned,” he said happily, looking at his brothers. “We are going to pay the Cullens a visit. Gather, everyone.”
I nodded, not saying a word as I walked out of the room with Alec by my side.

ALICE’S POV

I was so happy that Phoebe had finally accepted Edward. I told Rosalie, but she didn’t believe me. I was running around the house, getting everything ready for Edward’s and Phoebe’s return, when Esme walked into the room, confused.
“What’s going on, dear?” she asked in her motherly voice.
“Edward’s coming home with his mate!” I said cheerfully, bouncing on the balls of my feet.
“He has a mate? He didn’t tell me.” Esme looked so sad and hurt.
“Esme, he didn’t say anything because she is, well, different. She wouldn’t even talk to him, and he’d been courting her for a while. He didn’t want to get your hopes up,” I explained, as the emotions washed away and was replaced with understanding.
The front door flew opened and in walked an ecstatic yet slightly worried Edward, with a sleeping Phoebe snuggling into his chest.
I smiled at him, before he walked upstairs to his room.

EDWARD’S POV

I gently placed Phoebe onto my couch, then climbed onto it, pulling her into my arms. I watched my love sleep as I played with her hair. I really didn’t feel like talking to anyone at the moment. I was too busy thinking about what Aro wanted with Phoebe. I already knew that he wanted me as his guard, but I don’t know.

PHOEBE’S POV

I woke up on something cold that was playing with my hair. I opened my eyes to see a well muscled body. I blushed a little, sitting up. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and looked around, before my eyes settled back on Edward.
“Morning, love.”
“Morning,” I said as I stifled a yawn with my hand. I got off the couch to stretch, feeling a set of eyes on me. I opened my mouth to say something when Edward scooped me up into his arms.
“I love you,” he said looking into my eyes, making me almost melt.
“I love you, too,” I whispered back, leaning up to place my lips to his in a sweet morning kiss.

I Hate Twilight — 20

Edward’s growl was followed by a banging on the door. I looked at the door, confused, as Edward continued to growl and glare at it.
“Edward, who is it?” I whispered, as I buried my face into the crook of his neck. He looked me in the eyes, planting a light peck on my lips.

EDWARD’S POV

There was no way I was letting them take her from me! I held my angel closer to me as she buried her face into the crook of my neck. I loved the feel of her in my arms and I was over the moon that she loved me back. I was finally going to be able to do all the things I could only dream of, if I could dream.
“Edward, who is it?” my loved asked, and all I did was look down at her and place a gentle kiss on her soft lips. The banging grew louder as I tried to control my growling. After half an hour, I knew they weren’t about to give up, and I was quite surprised they hadn’t already knocked the door down.
The next thing I know, I’m on my back against the floor; I guess I thought too soon!
Standing there in the doorway as Jane and Alec. I gently placed my love on the floor and stood up in front of her protectively. I didn’t like the way Alec was looking at what was mine, and I didn’t like the evil thoughts Jane was having. I growled at the two, snapping them both out of their fantasies.
“What do you want?” I snarled out at them.
“Aro wants to see the two of you right this moment,” Jane retorted in her usual cold voice. I didn’t move. I wasn’t going to let that bastard touch the most important person to me. I felt a sudden flush of pain flood over me, as I crumbled to the floor for not obeying her.
“Stop it!” Phoebe demanded, and surprisingly Jane stopped, against her will.
I looked at my Phoebe with love and pride as I got off of the floor and wrapped my arms around her. I rested my head on hers as she tried to looks me over. A big smile infected my face at the fact that she cared.
“I’m fine,” I whispered into her ear as she relaxed into my arms for a few seconds, before she pulled away from me and walked toward the two vampires in the doorway. I watched her in worry and pain, and tried to grab her arm.
“Stop!” she command, and I saw something flash in her eyes as the words escaped her kissable lips.
I froze, my arm still in the air. I looked at my love to see her standing in front of Jane, looking her in the eyes. Concern, pain, anger flooded through me as I only just remembered Jane’s gift. As I couldn’t move, the only thing I could do was watch the love of my life be suspended in pain.
I waited for her howls of pain, and was delightfully pleased and shocked when Jane’s face was the one that had twisted into pain. She fell to the floor, her brother rushing to her side.
“Don’t you ever use your ‘gift’ on me, Edward, or any of the Cullens ever again,” Phoebe spat the words out with venom as her eyes flashed again.
She walked back over to me and moved my arm. “I’m sorry,” she whispered into my chest, making me shiver in delight.
“Don’t worry about it,” I replied, wrapped my arms where they belonged.
I looked back to the door to see that both Jane and Alec were no where in sight.
“I think we should go back home,” I whispered, burying my face into my angel’s hair.
When I didn’t get an answer, I looked down to find that she had fallen asleep. I smiled, lifting her up and jumped out the window, running towards home.

I Hate Twilight — 19

He clung onto me as if his very life depended on it. His shaking was slowly dying down so I rested my head on his muscular shoulder, letting the cold engulf me. But he reluctantly let me go as soon as my stomach let out an angry growl.
I walked over to the phone and called room service, sensing that Edward wouldn’t want to go out anywhere.
I ordered what I wanted to eat and walked over to where Edward was sitting. I sat on his lap and curled up, resting my right side on his chest, he wrapped his arms around me keeping me in place.
If someone were to tell me a few weeks ago that I’d be willingly in Edward’s arms, I would have killed them. But here I was, with my head on his shoulder as he whispered sweet nothings into my ear. I moved my head away from his shoulder, also uncurling myself, as I placed my hand on his cold cheek, letting him lean into it.
“Edward, please don’t do that again. And I... Edward, I...” I was about to spill my feelings out to him when a knock on the door echoed throughout the room, making Edward growl irritably.
I got out of his arms and made my way towards the door, but before I could open it, cold arms snaked their way around my waist as I felt a cold chest press against my back, which made me roll my eyes. I was starting to accept Edward, and I was starting to fall for him. Hard.
I opened the door to see a boy about the same age as Edward and I.
“Your food, Mrs. Cullen,” he said as I looked at him strangely, feeling Edward shift a little as my eyes snapped onto him with a glare.
“Thank you,” I managed in an almost calm voice.
Once the door was shut again, I moved out of Edward’s arms. “Well?” I snapped, knowing that he longed for that title to be true.
I hugged him around his waist with an irritated sigh, feeling him kiss my head. I was still mad at him for everything, and I didn’t want to love or even like him — but I knew that I indeed loved him.
I rubbed my hand up and down his chest as I buried my face into his neck. I broke away from him, making him wine, but I ignored him and just ate my food.
Once full, I stood at the balcony looking out into the distance, when Edward appeared next to me.
“What, Edward?” I sighed, annoyed.
“I love you,” he said, burying his face into my hair. I opened my mouth to say something... anything.
I wanted to push him away and tell him to leave me alone, but my body betrayed me. I turned into his arms to wrap mine around him, and placed a soft kiss on his lips. I muttered the three words that I would have never said to him a few days ago: “I love you.”
I saw his face light up with a smile that made me smile in return.
He held me closer and said, “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

I Hate Twilight – 18

EDWARD’S POV

I loved the kisses we shared in the car, and I was ecstatic that Phoebe was finally accepting me. But now that ‘woman’ was trying to take my angel away from me. No, I couldn’t have that. No one was going to take her away from me.
I entered my mate’s house with my arm protectively around her. She walked around stuffing items into a bag, not knowing that the blob in the car was trying to separate us. I wasn’t having any of it, so I walked up to my Phoebe, turning her around.
“I love you, and nothing is going to take you away from me,” I said, looking into my love’s eyes.
I knocked her out and picked her up bridle style. I ran as fast I could away from that woman, away from Forks. But mostly away from the people who would try to take what’s mine away from me.
I stopped in Finland at a gothic hotel. Entering the hotel, I met a few weird looks but after I explained that my wife was asleep, they all turned back to what they were doing.
I tried my hardest to ignore all the rude and snide comments that were aimed at my love as I walked to the reception. I placed my love gently on the seat beside the front desk as I paid for our room, then picked her up again. A boy around the age of seventeen came over and picked up Phoebe’s bag, while giving her a dazed look.
“I’d like to get to my room now,” I said rudely, not liking the way that human was looking at what is mine. He snapped out of his daze blushing, and walked up the stairs. He kept looking back until we reached the room. My anger was starting to get the better of me, as I heard the thoughts of this stupid boy.
“Well, have a good stay,” he said, looking at my wife to be. He looked down as confusion filled his face, but I just opened the door and slammed it in his face.
Walking into the bedroom, I lay her down on the bed. I laid next to her, pulling her into my arms. I sighed in content as I pulled her closer to me, taking in her intoxicating scent. My mind drifted as I wondered what I was going to do next. I knew that there was a possibility that she would hate me for knocking her out, but I just couldn’t lose her. I got odd the bed and started to paced back and forth, thinking.
I want to marry her and have children with her. I want to change her, but the problem is that she might not want that, and I don’t have it in me to force her to. A soft thud snapped my out of my thoughts. Wondering what it was, I looked over at the bed to find my angel on the floor tangled in the blanket.
I ran over to help her but she just pushed me away, giving me a burning glare that broke my heart. I slowly held out my hand to help her up, but she just ignored it, standing up herself.
“Phoebe, please,” I implored in pain.

PHOEBE’S POV

“Phoebe, please.” His pained voice filled my ears, breaking my heart a little. I looked to the floor not wanting that stupid crush to come back, but alas, it did. I sighed and stepped towards him, slowly and hesitantly wrapping my arms around him.
“I’m so sorry about what I did, but I couldn’t let that thing take you away from me. I couldn’t let that happen. I love you, Phoebe. I love you so much,” he whispered into my ear, making my insides melt.
He buried his face in my hair, inhaling. His voice sounded like he would have been crying if he could; I could hear dry sobs escape from his shaking form. I’d never seen this side of him.
Did I really mean that much to him?

I Hate Twilight – 17

As my lips touched his cold ones, he froze in shock before he started to kiss me back.
I’d never admit this out loud, but I liked it. The sparks I felt were good and I felt so safe with him. I pulled away before he could deepen the kiss, and turned to look out the window completely forgetting why I wanted his attention in the first place.
I was watching the trees zoom past, feeling Edward’s arms tighten around me. I looked at him confused until he pecked my lips. I turned back to the window, hiding my small smile.
We reached my old house a few minutes later. I didn’t want to move again as I was starting to like Edward, much to my displeasure.
I felt Edward let go of my waist so I could get out of the car. I only made a few steps from the car until cold arms enclosed around my waist again. I looked up at the uneasy and pained vampire. I started thinking about removing his arms but I didn’t, I needed someone and that person at the minute was Edward. He looked down at me forcing a smile, holding me tighter to his body.
“Now dear, go in and pack your things then say goodbye to your boyfriend!” the woman’s voice shrieked out as we were about to walk through the red front door.
I walked in looking around, picking up my belongings and placing them into a bag. I was about to walk back out of the front door to my doom, when Edward turned me around. “I love you, and nothing is going to take you away from me,” he said, looking at me insanely which scared me. I tried to make a run for the door, but was knocked out before I could even take a step.

I woke up with a sore head. I untangled myself from the black silk sheets, only to stumble then fall onto the floor with a soft thud. I glanced around my new surroundings, not knowing where I was until I remembered that Edward had knocked me out. Anger and hatred boiled my blood as the slightest feelings I had for him evaporated within seconds.

I Hate Twilight – 16

EDWARD’S POV

After Phoebe shoved my arm away, I felt like something was missing. The warmth and electricity I always felt when we touched was gone; I longed for it to return. I wanted to hold her warm, soft body in my arms, have her head lay on my chest as I run my finger through her silky brown hair, to have her look at me in that way..
I was rudely snapped out of my thoughts by the grey-haired woman in the driver’s seat, who was coughing me and my love’s attention. I didn’t like the look of this woman one bit, but my dislike for her quickly turned to hatred. I looked at her in disgust about what she was thinking about me. I turned furious at the snide thoughts she had of my love.
“Well come on dear, we don’t have all day. I’m your care worker,” she said to Phoebe, flashing her rotting yellow teeth in what she thought was a stunning smile. I watched as Phoebe climbed into the back seat instead of the passenger side. My eyes flew to the woman once again.
There was no way I’ll leave my Phoebe with that blobby creature. I climbed into the back with my love, and it surprised me when she said nothing and clung to my arm.
I smiled at my Phoebe pulling her to my chest, and instead of protesting, she actually snuggled into me more. I was jumping for joy inside.

ALICE’S POV

I watched the car drive off, worried. I knew Edward was with Phoebe in the car, but how will he react when he finds out?
I looked at the floor as I felt two strong arms enclose around my waist. I spun around in Jasper’s arms, placing a light kiss on his lips.
“Everything will be fine, you saw them both together in the end,” he whispered into my ear as I rested my head on his chest, wondering how it would feel if he had a heartbeat.

PHOEBE’S POV

There was something about this woman that didn’t seem right. I was so relieved when Edward climbed into the back seat next to me, but I will never tell anyone that.
The feel of Edward’s arms wrapping around me snapped me out of my thoughts, and I just felt so safe and loved, like nothing could harm me, and I knew for a fact that Edward would never let me get hurt.
I needed comfort badly so I cuddled into Edward’s chest, still looking at this woman driving us to my house. She had protested when Edward got in the car, but after a deadly glare from me she just shut up. But I wonder why she protested in the first place. I mean, at first she thought we were girlfriend and boyfriend, so why would she object? That thought about me and Edward make my cheeks heat up just a little, and I’m sure that he’d heard the blood rush to my cheeks, and could feel the extra warmth on his chest.
I titled my head upwards to see Edward staring at the woman with uneasy eyes. I didn’t trust her either. So to grab his attention I did the unthinkable: I kissed him.

I Hate Twilight – 15

I took a step towards Rosalie, but she didn’t seem to notice. She was too busy telling me how to live my life. But she sure did notice me when she was on the floor with a red mark beneath her eye. My hand stung a little, though not as much as I thought it would. She looked at me in shock from the floor. People started to gather around and whisper to each other; some were even egging us to fight.
I grabbed her hair and slammed her into a wall, almost knocking it completely over. I looked down at her with a glare that could scare even the meanest of vampires, for example, Rosalie who was shaking a little getting up off the ground, as her family rushed over to her. They hissed and growled at me, making me roll my eyes at them.
I walked out of the school gritting my teeth when I got a phone call. I looked at the screen to see a number I didn’t recognise flashing.
“What?” I said curtly into the receiver.
“Hello, I am Officer Stanley. Is this Phoebe Starr?” came the voice from the other end.
“Yes, why?”
“I’m sorry to say this, but... your foster mother has recently passed away. A care worker will be sent around to pick you up shortly.”
I froze in place, my throat tightened and my eyes started to water a little. What just happened? Once the shock had passed, I snapped my phone shut, not saying anything.
I walked back into the school to be greeted by sad and sympathetic faces. Ignoring them, I went over to my locker.
I leaned my back against it and slid down. Looking at the floor, I saw a pair of sneakers in front of me. I looked up to see Carmen and three other people dressed like her, standing around her.
“Aw, does the orphan want to cry?” she cooed, as the other girls laughed.
“I don’t blame her for killing herself, I mean, I would if you were my daughter.”
“But, like, didn’t she like, adopt her?” said the blond to Carmen’s right.
“Why did she do that in the first place? I would have left her to rot!” a brown-haired girl said, as if I wasn’t right in front of her.
“I bet she was up for adoption because her mum didn’t want her.”
“Ha-ha, nobody loves you.”
I just tried to ignore them, as I stared at the floor waiting for this stupid care worker to appear.
“Aw, is baby going to cry because no one loves you?”
“You will die alone. No one will want a family with you.”
“You’re going to die alone.”
“Why don’t you just kill yourself now?”
“It’s not like anyone would miss you.”
“Or care.” They all started to laugh in unison, which was adding fuel to my anger.
I stood up right in front of Carmen, when I heard a loud growl. I turned my head to see Edward and Alice glaring at the girl.
“Leave her alone,” Edward said, wrapping his arm around my waist. Won’t he just give up? First I turned his sister against him, then I beat his sister up; but neither has worked!
They all ran off, leaving the three of us alone. Once they were out of sight, I pulled Edward’s arms off of me.
“We know about your mum and we’re all very sorry, we’ll forgive you for what you did to Rosalie.” Alice smiled at me.
“And we talked to our parents, and they are more than willing to adopt you,” Edward finished excitedly, not giving me the chance to say anything after Alice had spoken.
“Thanks, but no thanks,” I said, before walking into the rain and waited in the car park.
Before Edward had the time to walk over to me, a snot green car pulled up next to me. The screen rolled down to reveal a woman who looked to be in her late 40’s. She had greying brown hair, blue eyes, and a chubby face. When she opened the passenger’s door from the inside, I saw that she was indeed bulgy in size.
I just looked at her strangely.
“Well get in dear, you’ll get a cold if you stay out,” she said in a sickly sweet voice.
I then felt a cold arm around my waist and felt like screaming.
“Dear, is this your boyfriend?” She looked Edward up and down.
“No,” I said coldly, pushing his arm away.

I Hate Twilight — 14

“I just can’t,” I said, snatching my hand back and walking out the room. In my head, I wrote my own version of ten things I hate about you:

I hate the way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair,
I hate the way you drive your car,
I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb Volvo,
And the way you read my mind,
I hate you so much that it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie,
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.

I hate the way you’re not around,
And the fact that you didn’t call,
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

I wiped away the tear that managed to escape my eye. I shook my head, trying to erase it all. I trailed into the woods and came across a clearly. I sat down on a large rock in the middle of the of the clearing to think things through.
I can’t like him, I just can’t. I hate him for making me think this.
I sighed in frustration at both Edward and myself. I needed to get away, and fast. I thought back to the film, and remembered that that sparkly thing couldn’t go down to La Push. But then there was Jacob, the psycho wolf. Be in love with the patient Edward, or the psycho wolf, who is also determined on making me his. Hm.. home it is. I got of the rock and headed home.
I walked up to my room to see that it was all clear. Thank God.

The next morning I did my daily morning routine: get up, shower, dressed, makeup, put in piercings, have Marie shout that Edward’s here, shimmy down a tree and then run to school.
I reached the school dripping wet to face an angry and hurt Carmen. I gulped looking at her blazing eyes; I really didn’t want to hurt her.
I felt a pair of eyes follow me as I walked over to her, and as soon as I got to my destination, a loud slapping noise echoed everywhere, followed by a furious snarl that I guessed came from Edward and his family. I looked at the floor, trying to keep my anger down as Carmen shouted and screamed in my face. I balled up my fist as she was getting on my last nerve. She raised her hand again to slap me. In a midair swing I caught her wrist, squeezing it until she whimpered then punched her in the stomach. She doubled over, grasping her stomach with her other hand, out of breath. I looked at her with emotionless eyes, letting her wrist go.
“I did nothing to you,” I said blankly. I walked past her to my first lesson. I sat down in my seat beside the window, when my phone bleeped, signalling that I had a text. I looked at the screen to see Jacob’s name appear. I growled at the phone and flipped it open.
Hey Phoebe
Ill pick u up after school so we can talk about us. Xx
ILY babe xxx
I flipped it shut, not replying. The classroom started to fill up with whispering students. I knew they were whispering about me, you would have to be dense not to know that.
I just looked out the window, when a chair scraping along the floor caught my attention. I turned my head to see a sad-looking Alice. I just turned my head back to the window, not wanting to hear how Edward won’t shut up about me, or how ‘hurt’ he is. I just didn’t care. Well, that’s what I kept telling myself.
I wasn’t weak; I wasn’t going to let him get to me. It was only a crush, and you can kill crushes.
The bell finally rang for lunch. I was walking to the canteen when Rosalie stopped me in my tracks. I so wasn’t in the mood for acting.
“What?” I asked bluntly, still in the emotionless shell I had been in all day.
She looked a little shocked to be spoken to that way, but immediately brushed it off.
“Look,” she said, “I know you ‘don’t like’ Edward, but he has spoken me and I can see how much he loves you, and you are slowly killing him. So move to another town, stay away from him, and stop making him jealous with that mutt.”
I was on my last nerve again. My fists balled in tightly, hands started to shake, I was that enraged at the plastic blonde in front of me for telling me how to live my life. For a split second I thought about being nice to Edward just to annoy her, but that thought left as soon as it had appeared.

I Hate Twilight — 13

Just as our lips were about to touch, I moved my head to the side at the last minute. I couldn’t do that to Carmen.
“What’s wrong?” Jacob asked.
“I can’t do that to Carmen,” I said standing up, shaking my head to get the thought of how his lips would have felt against mine.
I walked back into my bedroom to see an aggravated Edward sitting on my bed. I did like Jacob just a smidge. I turned back to Jacob, ignoring Edward.
“I thought you imprinted on Carmen.”
“Well, you see… I… err,” he trailed off.
“He didn’t. He thought he did, but he didn’t,” Edward said coldly.
Jacob looked at me hopefully, but I just hung my head. In a sad voice I said, “I’m sorry Jacob, I still can’t.” I could never hurt one of my friends like that.
“Fine,” Jacob said angrily. “I will make you mine.” He stormed over to my window and jumped out, then ran into the woods.
Why was it that every mythical creature wanted me? All I wanted was to be back home with my friends, my family, my terrible ex-boyfriend who I still needed to slap.
I walked over to Edward and opened my arms. I didn’t care who he was at that minute, I just needed someone to hold me. He more than happily wrapped his arms around me.
He pulled me up and walked over to the bed. He sat down, pulling me onto his lap. I curled up against his chest, letting tears roll down my cheeks.
All the drama was getting to me. I just wasn’t as strong as I thought I was. I felt Edward bury his face into my hair, breathing in my scent. But at the time, I didn’t care. I felt strangely safe and just about liked it, but I would never admit that to anyone. He started to hum, making me feel sleepy.
“Edward?”
“Yes,” came his slightly muffled reply from my hair.
“Thank you,” I managed to say before I fell asleep.

EDWARD’S POV

I couldn’t believe that Phoebe was willingly in my arms. I was over the moon with happiness as I buried my face in hair, inhaling her beautiful and intoxicating scent. I will never allow that mutt to take my Phoebe from me; I will not allow anyone to take her from me.
I hummed her to sleep when her phone started to ring. I looked at the screen to see Amanda flash across it. I flipped the phone open and held it to my ear.
“Hello.”
The other line was silent.
“Hello, who is this?” I asked getting frustrated. What if the caller wanted to hurt my Phoebe? What if—
“OMG it’s Edward Cullen!” the voice screeched into the phone. I looked at the phone. Strange.
“Yes it is, now who are you?”
“I’m Phoebe’s sister.”
“She doesn’t have one,” I said, outraged at this stupid girl for declaring to be related to my goddess.
I heard a faint whisper near the phone, then the stupid girl spoke, “I’m sorry, I called my friend instead of my sister, sorry.” She then hung up.
I looked down at my goddess and smiled, tightening my arms around her. I lifted her up and lay her in the bed. I moved to the other side of the bed and climbed in next to her.
I felt Phoebe cuddle into my side, making me smile. I wrapped my arms around her and she let out a content sigh. My smile grew wider at hearing it. Alice was right.

PHOEBE’S POV

I felt something cold below me. I slowly open my eyes—a grey shirt? I rubbed my cheek against the material, making it move up and down.
Still half asleep I lifted my head to see Edward smiling at me, full of love. I smiled back as he kissed my forehead.
I struggled to stand since Edward iron man was holding my waist. I buried my face back into his cold hard chest.
“Edward, I need the toilet,” I muttered into his chest. He hesitantly let me go. I went into the bathroom, picking some clothes up along the way.
I returned to my bedroom an hour later fully dressed, hair and makeup done and piercings in. I found Edward sitting on my bed watching my bedroom door. When I walked in, his face lit up. I stopped in front of him, he stood up. I got on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”
He just stood there shocked, but once he looked at me his eyes flooded with love and adoration. I placed my hand on his cold marble cheek as he leaned into it, like it was his life-force.
“Edward.”
“Hmm…?”
“I…”

I Hate Twilight — 12

EDWARD’S POV

Everything was going perfectly, for my Phoebe loved me. Even though it was for a short period of time, it still meant the world to me.
I was at her window waiting for her to open it. Jasper nodded to me, telling me that he had changed her emotion.
I was so happy when I saw her eyes light up at the sight of me, especially when I called her my mate. Everything was going great until she shoved me off her.
Jasper, I thought angrily, glaring out the window knowing he had left. I looked at her feeling hurt and rejected. I knew that for now she didn’t care, but she would soon. Soon I will be her world, as she is mine. If I couldn’t have her, then no one could.
To make things worse, that stupid mutt came into the room anxious. Through listening to his thoughts, I discovered that the flea bag had feelings for my Phoebe.
I almost lost it when she pulled him into the bathroom and I heard the thoughts he was having. I started to growl and snarl at Jacob to not go in there, but all he did was smirk at me as the bathroom door closed.
I will not let the mutt have her. I thought he’d already imprinted on that girl who came to Phoebe’s house that other day.
Lost in thought, I didn’t notice the mutt had left the bathroom until I felt something collide with my cheek, causing me to fall to the carpet. I looked over to Phoebe, and a very small smile came to my lips as I saw the concern on her face.

Phoebe’s POV

I just shrugged the feeling off, knowing that if I was meant to be with Edward, I’d already be in love with him.
I thanked everyone in Heaven that I wasn’t meant for him. I heard Marie making her way towards my room, and I guess the boys did too, seeing as Edward dashed into my closet. Note to self: bleach closet. No, scratch that, burn the closet then dance around in a ceremonial form. I smiled and began to dance a little on the spot.
I was stopped by boiling hands on my shoulders and quiet laughter. My head snapped to see Jacob holding my shoulders. I smiled at him, looking into his eyes. Jacob smiled back, leaning in a little until a growl snapped us out of it, reminding me that Marie was heading towards my room.
I pushed Jacob into the bathroom making him fall to the floor. I shut the bathroom door just as my bedroom door burst open to reveal a worried Marie swinging a rolling pin around.
The sight of her was just too funny: her hair was defying gravity, she was wearing old flower power stuff, she wore bunny slippers, and was swinging a rolling pin in one hand, with ready-to-use pepper spray in the other.
Are you OK? I heard shouting, a thud, then laughing,” she questioned, looking around the room franticly as I tried to suppress my laughter.
“I’m fine, I was just shouting at… my… TV because Sponge Bob had just entered a weightlifting contest and, like, come one, they’re fake muscles so they can’t help him. Then I started to do a victory dance for getting the lid off my liquid paper, but I fell and started to laugh at myself.”
“OK.” She looked at me weirdly then left my room.
I sunk down to the floor laughing, before remembering the two hidden mythical creatures.
I opened the bathroom door to find Jacob still on the floor lying on his back. He looked up at me smiling. I smiled back, then he tugged at the back of my feet, making me fall on top of him.
I put my hands on his chest to pull myself up, but then he wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me closer to him as he leaned into me, his eyes darting from my lips to my eyes. I heard a growl in the background, but blocked it out and started to lean in as well.

I Hate Twilight — 11

I don’t know what’s wrong with me; one minute I’m thinking of ways to kill Edward, the next I’m thinking of ways to please him.
I almost kissed Edward today, but thank God the teacher walked in, making us break apart. I don’t know what came over me, and I acted like this all day at school.
I sighed as there was a tapping at my window. I knew it was Edward so I left it, hoping he’d go away.
I was beginning to feel odd, like I actually wanted Edward with me. I opened my window, letting him in. I walked over to my bed, lying down.
“Hey Edward, why are you here?” I asked.
“I wanted to see my mate,” he said, walking over to the bed to lay down next to me. I lay my head on his chest and looked up at him, as his arms wrapped around my waist.
“I’m glad,” I spoke softly. Leaning up, Edward saw this and started to lean in closer until our lips touched. I felt butterflies in my stomach that I never knew were there explode, and I felt electric shocks pulse through my skin, in a good way.
I pulled away, smiling at him. I rested my head on his chest, running my hand up and down his chest as he caressed my hand and kissed it. I looked up at him to study his face.
“I love you,” he whispered, making me smile.
“I..” I looked down, unable to say the words. “I… lo…” I looked down again, still not able to say it. I looked at Edward confused, only to notice that he was glaring out the window, saying something really fast.
I placed my hand on his face making him look at me, I rubbed my thumb on his cheek, looking into his eyes. We both leaned in until our lips met. I closed my eyes.
Instantly, I felt that mushy feeling for Edward disappear. My eyes snapped open to see Edward’s eyes closed, and I felt his stupid munching lips on mine. I shoved him off of me. He looked at me, hurt.
Like I care if I hurt his feelings.
I caught him looking out the window, pissed. That confused me, until it clicked in my head. That’s why I had feelings for Edward at school and just now. Jasper, my thought spat.
I glared at Edward clenching and unclenching my hands, when Jacob burst into the room.
He looked at Edward with murderous eyes. I pulled Jacob into the bathroom ignoring the growling and protesting from Edward.
“Are you OK? Did he hurt you?” Jacob asked, franticaly looking me over.
“No, I’m fine, sort of. Edward has been getting Jasper to mess with my emotions so I would love him.”
“So you would love Jasper?” he asked, confused and worried.
“No, so I would love Edward,” I said angrily, frustrated with myself for not noticing this sooner.
Jacob stormed out of the bathroom and punched Edward in the face. I watched from the bathroom trying not to laugh, but when I saw him fall to the floor, I felt a tug at my heart.

I Hate Twilight — 10

ALICE’S POV

I stared into space, receiving a vision of Phoebe and Rosalie talking. Then my vision flew to another, where Rosalie was shouting at Edward about leaving Phoebe alone.
I snapped out of it, looking over to the bench to see Rosalie walking back towards us looking irritated. This was not good. Why did Phoebe have to be so stubborn? His future is with us, to be one of us, and I will help Edward no matter what. I know how much he loves her, and I know that in time she will love him back just as much. Why is she so blind as to not see how happy she will be with us?
I sighed sorrowfully as Edward came to us looking for Phoebe. He too was sad.
“Edward, be cautious of Rosalie,” I warned.
“How come?” he asked.
“Phoebe told Rosalie everything, and now she is hell bent on getting you to leave Phoebe alone,” I sighed, looking at a heartbroken Edward.
“Thanks,” he distantly whispered.
“Edward, she will come around, I assure you. I will help you, and as will Jasper. Edward, I know how much you love her, and how long you have waited to be with her.”
That vision replayed in my head: Edward was holding a vampire Phoebe close to him, the both looking so in love. They stood in a meadow watching the sunset as their skin sparkled. A tiny boy came running into the meadow heading for Edward and Phoebe. Phoebe smiled down at the boy, lifting him up as he snuggled closer to her.
I stopped the retrospecting vision and looked at Edward. He had a dreamy look in his eyes and looked like the happiest man in the world. I hated to snap him out of it, but I had to. “Thank you,” he said, smiling warmly.
I smiled at him and danced my way over to Jasper, who pulled me into his arms.
“Jasper?”
“Yes?” he answered looking deep into my eyes with so much love that I happily returned.
“I need you to do me a favour.”
“What is it, me love?”
“Every time you and Edward are in the same room with Phoebe, I want you to give her feelings for Edward.” I hated using him and doing this to Phoebe, but the sooner she becomes my sister, the sooner everyone will be happy.
“I’ll do it. This is for Edward, right?”
“Yes. All Phoebe needs is a little push in the right direction.”

EDWARD’S POV
I was heartbroken that Phoebe had lied to me, and that she’d gotten Rosalie to keep me away from her.
But I was pleased at what Alice and Jasper were doing for me, even if Phoebe’s feelings weren’t real to a certain extent I didn’t mind. But the thing that killed me a little was the fact that whenever Jasper wasn’t around, she would go back to hating me. I needed to think of something else, as well, to win her heart.
I smiled, remembering the vision Alice had of Phoebe and I. I couldn’t wait for it to happen.
I walked into my next class, looked around the room when—
“Hey, Edward.” I looked to find the source of the voice. I knew for a fact that it belonged to my angel.
I looked at her, she was so beautiful. She was smiling and waved me over to sit with her. I smiled back, walking over to her.
“Hey,” I said, now happy.
“Hey,” she said back, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. I could feel the melt of piercings against my cheek.
I grinned from ear to ear, wrapping my arms around her waist. She smiled up at me, laying her head on my chest.
“Edward, I’m sorry for the way I’ve acted towards you,” she apologised, playing with my shirt.
I was jumping for joy. I leaned down getting closer to her perfect face. I was almost there. I felt her warm breath teasing my cold lips. I needed this; I had to have those kissable lips on mine.

I Hate Twilight — 9

It is now ten o’clock and I’m getting ready for bed. I walked out of the bathroom in my purple tank top and black boxers. I locked the windows in my room; still the words Edward said to me hung on the edge of my mind. “ I’m never letting you go. Ever.” It kept echoing in my head.
I lay down on my bed, when I heard a tapping sound on my window. I knew it was Edward, so I didn’t answer.
I snuggled into my cozy covers, a shiver ran through my body, followed by another. Confused, I wondered what it was.
Please, God, I’m begging you, let it not be Edward. I turned and came face to face with Edward. I closed my eyes with a sigh.
“What do you want, Edward?” I asked trying to keep calm, I didn’t want Marie to awake by falling onto the kitchen.
He pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead. I tried my hardest not to vomit.
“You spoke my name instead of something nasty,” he said happily kissing my forehead again. Heck, if he does that more time, I’ll have to have that patch of skin removed... or it could just be replaced with something purple. Yeah, purple. I started to daydream about a purple me, with black polka dots, riding a skateboard with Bam and his friends... and Ville... hmm Ville...
“Are you listening to me, Phoebe? You have some drool,” Edward said, wiping my drool away. “What are you thinking about?”
“Ville Valo,” I said, dreamily.
“I’ll kill him so we could be together, forever.” That scared me a little. “Anyway, as I was saying, we will get married have a child; Carlisle says the baby will be half human and half vampire. Then I will bite you and we would spend eternity together.” Now, he was the one with the dreamy look in his eyes.
I was not getting Prego with that. This sparkly snowman was off his rocker, a real loony.

I woke the next morning still in Edward’s arms.
“Scram,” I ordered wiggling around. He looked sad but let me go. I went into the bathroom to get changed, and then returned to my room fully dressed and clean. “Why the hell are you still here?”
“I’m taking you to school so everyone knows that you are mine, and completely off limits,” he said possessively.
I needed to think quickly. I wrapped my arms around his waist as I lay my head on his chest. He, more than happily embraced me back, burying his face into my hair.
Stupid revolting creeper.
“Edward, I’ll meet you in the car, OK,” I said with a smirk.
He nodded, kissing my forehead. I gave him a forced fake smile and let him go. Once he was out of the room, my smile vanished.
Great, that’s just great, now I need another shower. But I just settled on spraying myself with some smelly stuff.
I grabbed my stuff and jumped out the window. I looked around. Once it was clear I walked down my drive, a little paranoid.
I arrived at school with no problems. I walked straight past the Cullen’s and saw Rosalie glare at me. Perfect. I went over to Rosalie, whose glare hardened.
“Rosalie, I need to talk to you in private,” I said in a business tone. Nodding her head, she followed me to a picnic bench.
“I don’t like your brother. Can’t you get him to leave me alone, put him on a leash or something?” I said in the same tone.
She looked at me perplexed.
“He says you both love each other and blah, blah, blah,” she said, waving her hands about for the ‘blah’ part.
I scoffed. “Yeah, right. He stalks me, tells me that he is going to kill anyone who stands in his way, tells me that I’m going to have his bastard, tells me that he’s going to marry me, and tells me that he wants to turn me into a vampire.” I looked to the floor with hatred. “I decided to tell you, seeing as you wouldn’t ignore it and be on Edward’s side with this.” I sighed.
“But.” And that was all she said. She appeared confused, but when the information had sunk in, she was fuming. “So that’s why whenever Esme asked Edward to bring you over, he’d always make up some excuse,” she muttered to herself.
“Look Rosalie, I know for a fact that you don’t like me, but I’m begging you to keep Edward as away from me as possible. I want a normal life, I want to grow old, have as many children as I can; I want to marry to the person I love and grow old and die with him.” I looked down at the floor with tear-filled eyes.
Come on, fall for it. I wouldn’t care if I was a vampire nor never had children, but I wanted nothing at all to do with Edward. I really didn’t want to lie, but this was the only hope I had left.
I looked at her from the corner of my eye to see her face had softened. She rubbed her hand on my back, as I was ‘crying’, but inside I was jumping for joy that she believed me.
“Alright, I’ll help you,” she agreed, her voice soft and sympathetic.
Yes! Sucker. I happily smirked on the inside.

ROSALIE’S POV

When Edward’s ‘mate’ came walking over to me, all I wanted to do was tear her apart.
“Rosalie, I need to talk to you in private,” she said in a business tone. Nodding my head, I followed her to a picnic bench.
“I don’t like your brother. Can’t you get him to leave me alone, put him on a leash or something?” she said in the same tone.
I looked at her perplexed; I thought they loved each other.
“He says you both love each other and blah, blah, blah,” I said, waving my hands about for the ‘blah’ part. I looked at her amused as she scoffed.
“Yeah, right. He stalks me, tells me that he is going to kill anyone who stands in his way, tells me that I’m going to have his bastard, tells me that he’s going to marry me, and tells me that he wants to turn me into a vampire.” She looked to the floor with hatred. I glanced at her, taking it all in. “I decided to tell you, seeing as you wouldn’t ignore it and be on Edward’s side with this.” She sighed.
“But.” And that was all I said. I was still a little confused, but when the information had sunk in, I was fuming. I couldn’t let him do that to her. “So that’s why whenever Esme asked Edward to bring you over, he’d always make up some excuse,” I muttered to myself, realising that everything she said just might be true.
“Look Rosalie, I know for a fact that you don’t like me, but I’m begging you to keep Edward as away from me as possible. I want a normal life, I want to grow old, have as many children as I can; I want to marry to the person I love and grow old and die with him.” She looked down at the floor with tear-filled eyes.
I can’t, I will not allow Edward to ruin her life, I thought in anger.
When I looked at her again my face softened. She really didn’t want this life. She wanted a normal one, just like me.
I rubbed my hand on her back as I saw tears falling to the floor.
“Alright, I’ll help you,” I agreed, soft and sympathetically.

I Hate Twilight — 8

We were sitting in the living room watching Jennifer’s Body, when I heard something stir upstairs—Dammit, Edward was still in my room. I sprang from the sofa and made for the stairs.
“Phoebe, are you OK?” Jacob asked trying to catch me.
“Edward... room... bastard... stuff... move,” I said in a rush, as Jacob looked confused.
Carmen said, “Edward is still in her room, and the bastard is moving her stuff.” She looked at me to see if she got it right. I nodded quickly and ran up the flight of stairs.
I nearly tore the door off its hinges, to find Edward looking through my things. He had my iPod in his hand, looking through my songs. No one ever touches my iPod. It’s my baby, my life. I launched myself towards Edward.
“Mine!” I said as I grabbed my iPod. “It’s OK now, mummy’s here, you’re safe. Shh... mean ol’ sparkle Barbie can’t get you now,” I whispered to my iPod, stroking it.
Carmen, Jacob and Edward all looked at me strangely, but I just shrugged my shoulders.
“You know what I am?” Edward asked me, fearing the answer.
“Yes. A vampire, and Jacob, you’re a shape shifter,” I said in a dead and bored tone.
Jacob glared at Carmen as he let her go and walked over to me. He placed his hands on my shoulders in a gentle grip, lowering his head so were face to face.
“Who told you?” he questioned in a gentle and almost loving voice.
“Nobody, I just figured it out myself.” They all looked at me, waiting for me to continue. “Well, my real mum was fascinated by mythical beings like vampires, werewolves and so on, and told me how to spot one just by looking at it,” I lied. The losers believed me.
Jacob let me go slowly, and went back to Carmen’s side. I felt Edward embrace me to his chest.
“Let me go, sparkle Ken, RIGHT NOW!” I bellowed, trying to get out of his arms.
“But what if I want you to be my Barbie?” Edward said, playfully kissing my ear, making me thrash about. I looked to Jacob for help me, but the dickhead was already gone, and I couldn’t see Carmen anywhere.
“I am so relieved you don’t care that I’m a vampire. I love you, and I’m never letting you go. Ever,” Edward said this in a dangerously certain and a sort of triumphant voice.
I froze. He was never going to leave me alone. He will never let me love whom I wanted to love. I was doomed. I needed to think of something. There was no way I’ll anyone’s Barbie. I don’t even like pink!

I Hate Twilight — 7

I walked into PE with Carmen, only to see Edward Cullen staring at me. This was really freaking me out now.
“So Carmen, don’t you like the fan-spastic Edward?” I said wiggling my eyebrows.

“No,” she said, laughing.
“How come? I thought everyone was brainwashed to be his little monkey fan girls.” I waved my arms about in the air as we walked up to the PE teacher.
“You can sit out this lesson,” the teacher said.
“OK, can Carmen keep me company?” I asked, batting my eyelashes.
“Fine.” He turned to everyone else.
We walked over to the benches and carried on with our conversation.
“Because I’m dating a guy named Jacob,” she continued, “And he told me not to go anywhere near Edward and his family.”
“I don’t blame him,” I muttered under my breath. Jacob Black. So that’s why I didn’t know Carmen, because he was chasing Bella in the movie. I nodded to myself. “OK, well, I don’t like him. I don’t even want to be with someone who sparkles. I mean, come one,” I rambled, not realising whether Jacob had told her about the Cullen’s or not.
“Wow, you know too. Did Edward tell you?”
OK, scratch that.
“Nope, I already knew. I’ll explain later.”
“Alright.” She looked thrilled.
“Do you want to come over to my house?”
“Sure.” She giggled, and I gave her a confused look, then followed her gaze.
She was giggling at Edward who had been hit in the head by a volleyball, as he had been staring at me all lesson. Stalker, much?
I was upset that I missed it, but when the ball hit him again, I burst out laughing. I laughed so much that tears ran down my face. I fell off the bench in laughter. I looked at Carmen to see that the same thing had happened to her.
I felt something cold pick me up. Sighing, I knew it was Edward. I looked at him to see him worried. I pouted at him, too lazy to pick up a real argument. The worry soon melted away, and was replaced by undying love and adoration. I huffed and just pointed to the girls’ locker-room. Hey, what can I say, at least he’s good for something!
I walked out of the girls’ locker-room only to be graced with Edward’s presence. Rolling my eyes, I waited for Carmen to come out, hoping she’d hurry up.
“Hmm... hey Phoebe.”
“What?” I sighing, not in the mood for him.
“Well, I wondering... if you wanted to come to my house to meet my family... right now,” he stuttered a little.
“No. Carmen’s coming over, and frankly, I just—don't—want—to.”
With Carmen at my side, I walked away from a hurt and broken Edward Cullen.
“Oh, is it fine if Jacob comes?” she asked.
“Yes, that’s fine,” I replied and heard Edward growl.

At my house, I opened the front door and waited for Carmen to come in, then closed it.
“Hey Marie,” I greeted walking into the kitchen, where she was, surprise surprise.
“Carmen, this is Marie, she lives in the kitchen. I swear she hides her pillow and blanket in the pantry.” Saying that earned me a smack up the side of my head. I laughed at her. “Marie, this is my hubba bubba Carmen. She’s cool, and helped me sacrifice Mike to the mystery meat of doom,” I said overdramatically waving my arms around.
“Is she always like this?” Carmen asked.
“Yes, you get used to it,” Marie answered, bored.
“I’m not loved,” I said, with anime teardrops coming from you eyes.
“Yes, you are,” a voice replied in my ears, my back beginning engulfed in a sudden coldness.
“Get lost. Me no likey you.” I slowly wiggling around, trying to get out of the death-trap he called a ‘hug’.
“Phoebe,” Marie scolded.
I sighed, and led Carmen upstairs.
I closed the door behind me and sat on my bed. I cursed in my head when the bed sank down little further as Edward sat beside me.
He was about to put his arms around me. Hurry up, Jacob! I swear if that arm touches me, I will chop it off then feed it to my imaginary blue and purple zebra, I screamed in my head.
From the corner of my eye I saw Edward tense, which would only mean that Jacob was here.
About time.
“Abby!” Marie shouted from downstairs, signaling that someone was at the door.
“OK, OK woman,” I said, walking down the stairs, then dragged my feet to the door as a bouncy and giddy Carmen skipped behind me.
“About time,” I said, pulling him into the house by his shirt.
“Hi.” He looked at me, confused.
“Jacob!” Carmen squealed, jumping into his arms. He twirled her around, before putting her down and giving her a kiss.
“A leech is here,” Jacob sneered.
“I know,” I growled, “Edward won’t leave me alone. I’m being stalked by the idiot glitter police. Oh, and I’m Phoebe.”
Jacob laughed, and then smiled at me.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” I asked, seeing as there was nothing else to do. Their heads nodded a ‘yes’. “OK, just go through there, and the DVDs are in the draws beneath the TV.”

I Hate Twilight — 6

I heard Edward shout my name in panic and pain. It was just too funny seeing the roof continued but it was a bit lower. I burst out laughing, rolling around on the floor—or was it roof?
Edward moved forward and saw me. He looked both angry and relieved. He jumped down next to me.
“Why did you do that?” he yelled at me. My laughter stopped and a serious look came to my face.
“Because it was hilarious,” I said, trying to suppress a smile although I could feel the corners of my lips twitch.
He grabbed my waist, pulling me to his body.
“Hey, let me go!”
“No, you scared me then,” he said, muzzling his face into my hair, sniffing it.
“Hey, stop that, you weirdo stalker!” I tried to wiggle my way out of his arms, but failed miserably as his grip got tighter. “Get off me sparkle butt!”
Now I can tell you that is the way to get Edward Cullen to let go of you. He looked at me shocked and a little scared. Smirking, I dusted myself off, climbed up to the top roof and walked back into the school, leaving Edward to stare at my disappearing form.
I walked into my next lesson and sat down next to the window. I got out my sketchbook and started to draw a withering rose. I heard the chair next to me screech on the tiled floor. I looked over hastily then groaned, annoyed.
Getting irritated about the fact that everywhere I go, I spot the stupid sparkling she man. I growled in frustration and turned back to my drawing.
“Hey, Phoebe, I’m sorry about earlier,” Edward apologised. I grunted a reply.
I was so happy once the bell rang for lunch. I bounced out of my seat, which was once again next to the glitter fairy.
Upon entering the canteen, everybody stopped what they were doing, their eyes darting towards me. Grumbling under my breath, I walked to the lunch line. The choose was between the mystery meat or the soup of the day, which just looked like snot and carrots.
The person in front of me got the soup. The ‘soup’ stuck to the spoon so she’d have use a knife to help get in her bowl. Therefore I chose the mystery meat, not that it looked any better.
I got waved over by a group of people whom I remembered to be Jessica, Mike, Tyler, Eric and someone else I didn’t know. Rolling my eyes I sat with them, ignoring Edward who was trying to flag me down. What, did I look like your stupid pet?
I sat down next to Mike, who looked like he had hit the jackpot.
“Hi, I’m Jessica. That’s Mike, Tyler, Eric, Lauren and Carmen.” I rolled my eyes at them, already knowing all their names except Carmen’s. “You do know that Edward Cullen, the hottest boy in the school is trying to get your attention, right?”
“Yes, and I don’t like him,” I answered, looking Jessica in the eyes. I looked at my ‘lunch’ in disgust and started to poke it with a fork. I leaned closer to the ‘food’, glaring at it.
“Um, Phoebe, are you OK?” Mike asked.
“I swear it just moved,” I said still stabbing it with my fork.
I squealed and clung to Mike, who was ready to die of happiness.
“What’s wrong?” Carmen asked in a concerned voice. I heard Edward hiss at Mike.
“I swear that thing growled at me when I stabbed it with my fork,” I explained, pointing at the ‘food’ dramatically as they all looked at me weirdly.
“Listen,” I commanded them, but the canteen was far too noisy. So I stood on my chair and shouted, “WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP BEFORE I YOU FUCK UP!”
The whole canteen went silent.
“Thank you. Now listen.” I began to stab my ‘food’ again, and the same growling sound came from it with an air bubble. We all freaked out and ran from the canteen.

I Hate Twilight – 5

EDWARD’S POV:
As I saw Phoebe turn and walk away in disgust, my heart sunk, and I looked to the floor in sadness. I felt Alice pat my shoulder sympathetically.
“Alice,” I whispered in a desperate tone.
“Don’t worry Edward, she’ll come around,” she reassured, in an all-knowing voice that I couldn’t help but smile at.
“Edward, can you go look for the new student and being her back?” the teacher asked.
Nodding, I got out of my seat.
“She’s on the roof,” Alice said in a voice too low for human ears to pick up. I gave her a thankful smile and made for the roof.

PHOEBE’S POV:My legs dangled over the edge of the roof as I talked to my best friend Trina over the phone.
“Wait… so tell me again,” she said, confused. I swear there is never a minute when she’s not.
“I went to bed after taking some sleeping pills,” I recounted, “Then woke up at the hospital in Forks, then…”
“I know what happened after that; I’ve been watching the show.”
“Thanks,” I mumbled.
“Anyways, I thought you hated Twilight.”
“I do,” I said in a hate-filled voice. “Wait, who—who is my love interest?” I added in panic.
“Ha-ha, sucks to be you because it’s…” I closed my eyes. In back of mind I already knew who it was, and I was certainly not a happy bunny. “…Edward.”
“No! Not twinkle toes, I don’t want to ‘fall in love’ with him!”
“I would rather be with Jacob than him. I mean, what kind of a man sparkles? It doesn’t sound manly at all.”
“Well, he’s not going to go up to a girl and say, ‘Hey there pretty lady, I sparkle. Be my girlfriend,’ now is he?”
I burst out in laughter.
“He’d—” I was cut off by the sound of the roof door open, and then shut. “I have to go, I’ll call you later.”
I hung up and felt a cold hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to see a glittering fairy stand before me.
“What do you want, Edward?”
“The teacher told me to bring you back.”
Sighing, I turned around letting my eyes wonder, at that time a smirk crossed my face. “Tough shit, sparkle butt. Bye.” I said, and then jumped off the roof.

I Hate Twilight – 4

I awakened the next morning to the sound of my alarm clock blasting in my ears. I got out of bed leaving the alarm on while I walked into the bathroom.
After my shower I walked back into my room with a towel on, I rooted through my closet and decided to wear my purple skinny jeans, an orange shirt that said ‘girls fake orgasms, but guys fake relationships’ in bold black writing.
The alarm continued as I put on my wrist bands, clipped a chain to my jeans and drew a tattoo on my neck. I danced back into the bathroom to put on my eyeliner and fix my hair.
I stopped in the middle of my room thinking if I should put my lip rings in.
Might as well, I thought with a shrug.
So I walked back into the bathroom and put them in along with my star earrings. When I was finished, I picked up my blink 182 bag from the side of my bed and ensured I had my phone and iPod. I started to walk down the stairs when I heard Marie talking to some one.
“She’ll be down in a minute,” she said to the person.
“OK,” I heard a male voice reply.
“Phoebe, get your butt down here, Edward is waiting for you.”
I stopped in mid-step with a look of disgust on my face. No way, I thought angrily. I had already told her I’d prefer walk, so I tiptoed back to my room, opened my window, and threw my bag onto the ground.
Once I was on the window ledge, I jumped to the tree that was next to my window, and luckily I caught it; I really didn’t want to be plant food.
I shimmied down the tree to the ground, picking my bag up. I looked around. After not spotting anyone, I shrugged my shoulders and walked off.
I was about half way to school when a car stopped next to me. I just ignored it and carried on walking.
“Hey.”
“Hey you.”
I was getting annoyed, so I pulled out my iPod and put the plugs in my ears. Nodding my head along to Again by Flyleaf, I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. Spinning around, I came face to face with my most hated Twilight character; the sparkling she man Edward Cullen.
“What do you want?” I asked in a dull tone.
“I was supposed to be taking you to school,” he answered.
“Your point being? You know, I have legs, so I’m using them.”
“Just get in car.”
“No! I’m walking so leave me alone.”
When I started moving again, I heard him give a sad sigh, but I could care less.
I reached the school about five minutes later with Edward driving behind me. Rolling my eyes, I walked into the office to collect my timetable and locker number.
“Hi, I’m Phoebe and I’m here for my stuff,” I said to the office lady, trying to be polite.
“Oh here you are,” she said rudely while looking my up and down with disgust. Rolling my eyes, I left the old hag to her work.
Looking at my timetable, I found out that my lessons for today were:
Art 8.45 — 9.45
Maths 9.45 — 10.45
Break 10.45 — 11.00
History 11.00 — 12.00
English 12.00 — 1.00
Lunch 1.00 — 2.00
PE 2.00 — 3.00
“Great,” I sighed. The only lesson I would enjoy was art. Grumbling, I strolled to my locker, which was easy to find. I stuffed my bag in after taking my phone out and putting it into my pocket. Shutting my locker I came face to face with yet again with sparkly butt.
“Stop following me!” I yelled in his face. I departed to my art room.
I went to where the teacher was seated, and handed him my slip that needed to be signed.
“Hello, I’m Mr. Jones, tell everyone about yourself.”
“Um, OK, my name is Phoebe. I like drawing and music. Hate jerks, sparkly dickheads and everything mythical,” I said, looking directly at Edward.
“Great. There’s a spare seat beside Edward Cullen. Edward raise your hand.”
I gave the teacher a glare before dragging my feet to where I had to sit. I took back everything I said about art.
When I looked over at him, he was wearing smug smirk on his pale stupid face. So with a glare I turned back to the teacher.
“Today, we are just going to do free drawing. Your artworks are due in next lesson,” Mr. Jones announced.
I walked to the front of the class and got some paper; I sat back down and started to draw.
“Hi, I’m—”
“I know and I don’t care,” I interrupted him, hoping that he’d get the message that I wanted him to leave me alone.
At the end of the lesson I placed my drawing into the tray that had my name on it and made a beeline for maths.
I walked into maths and froze. Sitting there in all his smugness was Edward, gazing at me with Alice next to him looking zoned out, but she soon snapped out of it and beamed at me.
The only seat left was… gr. Not saying anything, I turned on the balls of my heel and stalked out of the class. I walked up some stairs, through a door and found myself on the roof. I walked over to the side and sat down.

I Hate Twilight – 3

I sprang from my bed instantaneously, searching for hidden cameras, but found none. So I trudged down stairs to the kitchen for something to eat.
“Ah, Phoebe, here you are.”
I looked down at the spaghetti in front of me. I mumbled thanks, and began eating.
“Now Phoebe, you start school tomorrow therefore I have been next-door, and their son is happy to drop you off and show you around.”
“OK, who is it?”
“Oh, his name is Edward, Edward Cullen.”
I almost choked. “No, I think I’ll walk; I need the exercise,” I replied, not looking at my so-called foster mother. After I had finished eating, I went back upstairs to collect my camera. I walked back into the kitchen to were my foster mum—whose name I later learnt was Marie—was washing the dishes.
“Hey, I’m going to take the car for a bit, OK?” I asked.
“Sure, just be safe,” she consented.
I grabbed the keys from the side and walked out of the front door making sure I had my phone with me. I got into the car and drove down to LaPush. I parked at the beach and started to take photos of anything and everything.
I saw a couple walking across the beach, so I went up to them.
“Uhm, excuse me, but would you mind if I took a photograph of the two of you walking down the beach, please? You can both have a copy as well.”
“Alright,” said the girl.
“Thanks. So can you go over there, and just stroll as you naturally would, just pretend that I’m not here.”
The couple walked over to where I’d pointed. They started walking, when the man stopped and wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist, lifting her up and twirling her around, while she laughed. So I took a snap.
They carried on down the beach, swaying their arms around. I took another.
When they reached the point where I had asked them to stop, the man bent down and lovingly kissed the girl’s lips. I took another photo. I walked over to them.
“Hey thanks, I’m Phoebe. Do you want me to give you my address so I can give you the copies?”
They bot nodded their hands and gave me their address, smiling at each other. Once they had left, I drove back home.
“Phoebe, is that you?”
“Well, who else is it going to be?”
“What were you doing?” she asked as I walked into the kitchen.
“Do you sleep in here, too?”
“Ha-ha, very funny. Just answer me.”
“OK, OK, I went down to LaPush and took some photographs.”
“Oh. Of what?”
“Well, I saw a couple and asked if I could take some photos of them walking down the beach. What to see?”
With an answering nod, we went to my room, I sat at my computer plugging my camera in and uploading the images. I pulled them up and Marie gasped in shock.
“Wow, these are really good,” she complimented.
“Thanks. I need to print off some copies for the couple,” I said with a yawn. I looked at my clock, not knowing just how long I had been out for.
Upon seeing it was ten, I got changed, brushed my teeth and hair, and then went to bed. But before I went to sleep, I had the strangest feeling I was being watched.

I Hate Twilight – 2

Once I had reached the safety of my bedroom, I collapsed on my bed. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, smiled at the screen saying I had received a text from my boyfriend, Michael.
He’s the heartthrob of the school, and all mine. Opening the text, my heart fell.
Hey baby, I’m sorry but it’s over.
I read the text over and over for the shock the wear off, tears streamed down my face. I walked over to my bathroom and pulled out three sleeping pills.
I walked back to my bed, stuffed the pills into my mouth and shallowed hard without water. I fell asleep within seconds.
I was awakened by a beeping sound. Confused, I turned my head and looked around. Oh, so I’m in the hospital... wait... the hospital.. but I was just in my room.
My thinking was cut short when a blond-haired and pale skinned doctor walked in. I’m sure I have seen him somewhere before—but where?
“Hmm Miss.”
“Yes?”
“You were brought here by your foster mother,” he told me, “By the looks of it, you overdosed on sleeping pills. You can leave now, your mother’s in the waiting room.”
With a warm and knowing smile, he left the room—
Wait; did he just say foster mother?!
I got out of the hospital bed and walked into the waiting room, well after changing, of course. When I stepped into the waiting room, I was pulled into the outstretched arms of a brown-haired, brown eyed forty year old woman. I hugged her back awkwardly. From the corner of my eye, I could see a boy about my age, pale with honey coloured eyes. And then I remembered were I had seen the doctor... No. I had to be dreaming, this is a nightmare. It has to be. The woman let me go, so I gave her a small smile. We walked out of the hospital and to her car. I got in and we drove off.
“You must be more careful, you start school tomorrow,” she said.
“Fine,” I mumbled slumping in my seat, looking at the forest that I longed to be in to take photos.
We finally reached the house.
I walked in and went up stairs immediately, but not knowing which room was mine, I looked in all of them until I came across a room I guessed was mine, as it was filled with posters of all my favourite bands.
As soon as I flopped onto my bed, my phone started playing Undisclosed Desires by Muse, notifying that someone was ringing me. I looked at the front of my phone to find the caller was Cindy.
“Cindy, where are you? Why do I have a foster mum? Why—”
I was cut off her laughter. “Phoebe, you take the role too seriously.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean we are watching you on TV now. They’ve made Twilight into a television program. Anyway, I thought you hated Twilight?”
“WHAT?!”

I Hate Twilight – 1

I felt the bed and I move up and down; confused I looked up from my pillow only to have some plastic item shoved in my face. I kicked my sister’s legs until I heard a satisfying thud. I turned around, falling back to sleep when the brat started to talk.
“Phoebe, get up,” my sister Amanda wined.
“Get lost, I’m sleeping,” I commanded.
“But you’re talking.”
“I sleep talk. Now, get lost!”
“But, but— but it’s one in the afternoon.”
“You’re point being?”
“Fine then, we will not watch the new film mum just bought us.”
“Ok, ok I’m up. Out so I can get dressed.”
When I heard the door shut I stumbled out of bed, trying my hardest not to trip over the clothes scattered over my dark purple carpet.
I walked into the shower after stripping off. My day was not good so far, as I washed in freezing cold water, seeing as someone had used up all the hot water. After cursing my eldest sister Cindy and drying off, I walked back into my room with only a towel around me. As I was stupid enough not to bring clothes with me, I walked into my closet and decided to wear my neon green skinny jeans, with a red shirt saying: ‘why vampires and werewolves, when zombies are the shit!’ I laughed a little reading my shirt, whilst putting on my bangles, and lastly inserting my lip ring and earrings.
Walking down the stairs, the aroma of chocolate chip pancakes tempted me, making my stomach growl like a hungry lion. Upon reaching the kitchen I spotted Cindy about to consume her pancakes, when I thought of a way to get her back for using all the hot water. I dived in and snatched the plate before she managed to pick one up with her fork.
“What the hell, Phoebe!”
“Serves you right for using all the hot water,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her.
“You what—?!” Mum bellowed.
Giggling, I stuffed the yummy goodness into my mouth. I straightened up once finishing, and placed my plate in the sink.
I walked into the living room, only to stumble upon Amanda sitting on the floor looking at me with an innocent expression. I suddenly became frightened. Amanda glanced behind her and nodded.
Slowly, I turned to see Cindy glaring at me evilly, rope in hands. But what made me even more scared was the Twilight DVD my mum held in her well manicured hands. With a gulp I ran for the stairs, just to run into Melody, Cindy’s best friend.
I felt myself being lifted up and placed onto a chair. I turned to see my dad looking at me sympathetically, but I just glared. As soon as my small butt hit the chair, a rope was wrapped around me so I couldn’t escape. The rope was also around my hands and legs.
“You traitor!” I yelled at my dad.
“I’m sorry,” he pleaded, “But if I have to put up with it, then you do too.”
“But it’s Twilight, I’ll die!”
They just ignored me, turned the TV on and pressed ‘play’. I was laughing on the inside, suckers I thought, before I fell asleep during the previews.
I felt myself being shaken, so I woke up smiling.
I said, “So now that the ‘movie’ is over, I can go shoot myself, right?”
“No. You’ve only been asleep for five minutes.”
“Why do you hate me God? Why? What did I do wrong... oh wait ... yeah, well I’m sorry about the time I flushed Cindy’s Barbie down the toilet, but it was glaring at and plotting against me, I swear, And the time I took Amanda’s flip-flops and ran about with them on my head at the skate park, then sold them. But other than that, what have I done wrong—” I got cut off by Amanda and Cindy shouting ‘what?’
I looked around noticing that Melody was not here, but much to my displeasure, she returned and—oh joy—had duck tape with her... what is she... NO!
“Now hold still,” Cindy instructed in a sickly sweet voice as she taped my eyelids open.
“Hey, this is child cruelty, help!” I yelled.
“Don’t you think this is a bit too much?” Dad asked.
“NO,” all the girls replied.
“Why God, why?” I whispered.
As the film started, I let out a moan of disgust, and said such things as: “Why would you want some fag who sparkles? I mean come one, he’s not even that good-looking.” “Ha-ha looks like someone just shot his puppy, it was probably me.” “Gosh, why doesn’t he just get over himself and bite the bitch?” And plenty of other things like that throughout the movie, which earned my being grounded for a month on behalf of insulting Mum’s precious Edward Cullen.
“Now that the film’s over, can I go shoot myself?”
“OK.”
Everyone just sat there talking about how good the film was.
“Well, someone untie me!”
Once I was untied, I stomped up to my bedroom.

Fallen Leaf

I drew a face...on a dropping leaf
a sketch of someone I know...yet have no clue about
a smile...
that has no owner....
identity lost....
something like a ghost
I wonder when why n whom would fit in that Portrait I’ve drawn
human being yet with no flesh nor bone
someone that fits my soul
someone to be my love my life and all
someone through I could see my life
colourless as it lies on my chest...
hold it to my chest all night long.. and wish for the best...
for me this could be a test
will I succeed...or will I fail like the rest
the rest of us who fight hard to win something
ending up losing everything
I still stand in front of the mirror as I ask
did I fulfill each and every task...
the mirror answers back...
you were going on life's perfect track
it's one way path one shot gun
closing my eyes as I hear a voice...
you are not only a choice
you are a life of being...a picture of seeing
take life step by step till it ends
no angel can stand by as you pretend...
life is too short to accomplish nothing
to your beloved you are something
to yourself you might not be everything
yet inside someone's heard you may be missing
give it a try before it's too late...
too late to see...
stuff the way it should be...
so be free...
to fall off this tree...
as you draw on it's fallen leaf...writing on it your life of happiness....and grief..